Allan Sherman’s decade of fame was founded on silly song parodies extolling the trivial joys of Jewish life in suburban America in the 1960s. The most famous of these was a letter from a boy to his parents, expressing his desperate desire to escape the horrors of summer camp. The letter from Camp Granada, called “Hello Muddah, Hello Fadduh,” lends its name to the spirited revue of Sherman’s song parodies currently being offered by the Jewish Repertory Theatre of Western New York.

Conceived and written by Douglas Bernstein and Rob Krausz, the show strings together a selection of the comical tunes in order to relate the life story of Barry Bockman, from birth, to summer camp, to marriage, to parenthood, to retirement.

Those old enough might, as I was, be surprised at how many of the silly spoofs they actually remember—as well as the obscure topical references from which they derive their comedy. His parodies of “Downtown” (“Wait til I get you kids home!”) and “Harvey and Sheila,” sung to the tune of “Havah Nagilah” ring a startlingly familiar bell.

If you can remember when “How’s by you?” was a hip phrase, you can probably remember Allan Sherman.

Once reminded, I even recalled lyrics to “Sarah Jackman,” sung to the tune of “Frèr-es Jac-ques,” not used in the show. (“How’s your sister Rhonda?” “She fell off her Honda.”) And of course, the title number, sung to the tune of Ponchielli’s “Dance of the Hours” from La Gioconda (a treatment from which the melody will never recover in the minds of my generation) also evokes memories of the commercial for the Camp Granada board game: “All the kids here, love it madly. Manufactured by my uncle, Milton Bradley!”

Ah yes, Sherman’s famed burned briefly but brightly.

The irreverent songster died in 1973 and his legacy has not endured, except it would seem in the inane but indelible memories imprinted by his own performances of these slim parodies. It comes as no surprise, therefore that this show is heavier on nostalgia than it is on comedy, though the energetic cast at the Jewish Repertory Theatre does not let on, diving into the silliness headlong without hesitation. There are also delightfully agreeable moments of merriment, as when the obnoxious uncle of the bride makes a mockery of Barry and Sarah’s wedding reception—a moment that actor Timothy C. Newell plays to the hilt, aided by the appalled reactions of Loraine O’Donnell as the over-dressed and over-coiffed mother of the bride.

Don Gervasi makes sublime silliness of a dated tune about a wife who overeats, and David Butler and Wendy Hall do nicely with two classic Sherman tunes, “Sarah Jackman” and the authentically clever “One Hippopotami,” in which the parodist puns inventively.

Tom Dooney has directed the production and Carlos Jones has provided lively choreography. Theresa Quinn provides the keyboard accompaniment in character as Esther Kanner.

Hello Muddah, Hello Fadduh! is lightweight fare, but for some will provide sweet distracting reminiscence.